Studio visit, part I

I had a big studio visit last week with someone I’ve been courting for one year. It took ten days to get the studio in shape: put lighting up, build picture rails, prepare portfolios… oh, and make new work (most my good drawings were up in Westchester).

It also took ten days of emailing, to settle on the actual day and time. Ten days and one hour of texting an hour before. He was going to be late.

Upon his arrival, he plugged in his iphone and didn’t want a glass of something to drink. He then spent twenty seconds on each activity. I knew it was time to switch because I could read his loss of concentration as well as I can read my mom’s. Then we talked about his gallery, and then leave-in conditioner. On his way out, he told me to keep in touch, he took a picture and that was that. The whole thing lasted twenty minutes.

I’m told this constitutes a successful meeting. It certainly wasn’t negative.

Fine, but what a let down. I confess, I expected some meaty conversation or how about a show? Patience is a virtue I don’t quite have.